| All my niggas on the east side
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| If you rydin' throw it up
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| All my niggas on the west side
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| If you bangin' throw it up
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| All my niggas on the south side
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| Get it crunk and throw it up
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| All my niggas on the north side
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| Get it poppin' throw it up
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| I don’t give a fuck what set you claim or what block you from
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| Or what ave you in I let off shots until the coppers come
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| Even bust shots at ya ambulances
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| And I’m on that Double R shit
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| We the niggas when it come to that hard shit
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| Drag’s that nigga in the hood ya mamma told you don’t get in the car wit
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| Hop out the car give niggas a dap they think you a gangsta
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| I think it’s a act cause you ain’t never rob nothin'
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| Never shot nothin' never touched a piece of crack
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| Drag ain’t back the streets is back
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| Put the guns to his mom make him eat that
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| Kidnap his son send his feet back
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| We Double R niggas know where we at
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| All my niggas on the east side
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| If you rydin' throw it up
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| All my niggas on the west side
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| If you bangin' throw it up
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| All my niggas on the south side
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| Get it crunk and throw it up
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| All my niggas on the north side
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| Get it poppin' throw it up
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| I’ma nigga that could fuck with my thugs
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| Crip it up with the crips throw it up with the bloods
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| Drag use to never cook that rap like I cook that crack
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| Now my nicks look like dubs
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| I could hustle I could flip that pack
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| Crack in my bitch ass she shit that back
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| Niggas wonder why she sit like that
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| Four five better rubber the grip like that
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| This ain’t the muthafuckin' dirty south
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| It’s that New York nigga wit that dirty mouth
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| I’m the one feds heard about
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| Cause I’m the only nigga getting birds in a drop
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| I spit the ridiculous fast dump a clip in ya ass
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| Push ya shit in the back knocked ya shit is a rap
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| All we gotta do put the hits out like park the car
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| Up the block hit it and get in the cab
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| All my niggas on the east side
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| If you rydin' throw it up
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| All my niggas on the west side
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| If you bangin' throw it up
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| All my niggas on the south side
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| Get it crunk and throw it up
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| All my niggas on the north side
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| Get it poppin' throw it up
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| I got guns I ain’t gotta use a mask with
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| You a nigga I could never do crime with
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| Pop them nines with make a nigga up them shines quick
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| Show a nigga where the key’s is at
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| Before a nigga show you where the leaves is at
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| Cause that’s where we’ll leave you at
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| Double R we where the streets is at
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| We could do it we could thug it out
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| We could go get your people we could slug it out
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| The last nigga frontin in the club
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| The security came drug him out
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| Double R show you what the thug about
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| Anything we use go in and out knife or gun
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| All my niggas know not to run until the job is done c’mon
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| All my niggas on the east side
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| If you rydin' throw it up
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| All my niggas on the west side
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| If you bangin' throw it up
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| All my niggas on the south side
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| Get it crunk and throw it up
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| All my niggas on the north side
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| Get it poppin' throw it up (*repeat 2X*) |